| This is a strange affair
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| The time has come to travel but the road is filled with fear
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| This is a strange affair
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| My youth has all been wasted and I’m bent and gray with years
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| And all my companions are taken away
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| And who will provide for me against my dying day?
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| I took my own provisions, but it fooled me and wasted away
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| This is a strange, this is a strange affair
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| Oh, where are my companions?
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| My mother, father, lover, friend and enemy
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| Where are my companions?
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| They’re prisoners of death now and taken far from me
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| And where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth?
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| They took me to illusion when they promised me the truth
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| And what do sleepers need to make them listen
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| Why do they need more proof?
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| This is a strange, this is a strange affair
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| Won’t you give me an answer?
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| Why is your heart so hard towards the one who loves you best?
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| When the man with the answer
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| Has wakened you, and warned you, and called you to the test
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| Wake up from your sleep that builds like clouds upon your eyes
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| And win back the life you had that’s now a dream of lies
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| Turn your back on yourself and if you follow
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| You’ll win the lover’s prize
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| This is a strange, this is a strange affair |